Mr. Wolf, I heard that

You have a habit of carting off girls 

Whose mothers are away 

And devouring them

If so, make it quick

But know you’re not the only one

Who’s fierce and slick

Said the youngest one

To the Big Bad Wolf:

I’m a sister’s keeper

And no one’s fool

In spite of your claws and teeth

If you set one foot inside this house

You will taste a very painful execution

On a very empty stomach

I may be slight

And on the small side

But I have brains

To match my sisters’ frames

And we’re not letting each either go

And today is not your day to win

And if our hearts beat all the faster for fear

They beat all the stronger for bravery

And we will eat YOU for dinner

Tie you into knots 

Before I bare my teeth 

For a final snarl

SO BEWARE, WOLF